I abandoned my car and crossed the road in a jiff. I hurriedly stepped into the cinema, worried that I might miss her. She could be in any of the rooms watching a movie, and if she were, I would have to wait for two hours for her to come out of there. My eyes skimmed the whole floor and finally rested on her back. She was facing the board, nibbling on her index finger, pondering whether she should or shouldn’t watch a movie. Which movie? I couldn’t care less. As long as I get to talk to her and get to know her, it’ll be enough for me.

“Should I or shouldn’t I?” she mused.

“Whatever it is, I think you should,” I answered from right behind her. Then she slowly turned around to face me.

Her long and wavy brunette locks swayed as she pivoted. For that moment, my breath caught in my throat as my blue eyes locked with her hazel ones; sparks erupted in me.

“You think I should?” she asked, looking straight into my eyes.

“Wholeheartedly,” I replied softly.

“Which would you prefer?” she continued.

“Whichever your heart desires,” I bantered, eyes glinting.

“Hmm… Have you watched The Martian before?” she spoke again in her husky tone.

“Nope,” I smirked.

“Do you want a gist of it? I won’t tell if you hate spoilers,” she smiled.

For a moment, I was rooted to the spot by her carefree and beguiling smile. Man, I am hooked. Totally and unconditionally hooked.


My Curvy Italian Queen

In all his naked glory, Anakin got out of bed unabashedly while looking so fine and impressive. He strode to the TV stand, picked up the pen drive from one of the drawers, and plugged it into the console. He got in the bed beside me, and the both of us sat leaning against the headboard; Kin’s arm draped around my shoulders as he pulled me closer to him. I waited in anticipation of what would come out of that screen. Then, Kin pressed the ‘Play’ button on the clicker.


(“My darling Beth, it’s me, Mary. I know we’re not supposed to be in contact with each other, with the outside world, but I don’t have any choice. You are the only friend I ever trusted. Before I go any further, I’d like to introduce you to this dashing man right here. Marco, my husband.”)


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